Parenting, Relationships, Self Improvement

Enjoy Them While You Can – They Won’t Be Kids Forever

Today’s Topic & What You’ll Learn

  • The moments we take for granted and need to be with our children
  • Personal experiences I’m sure you’ve felt as a parent and how I will continue to “try” to embrace…because let’s face it…it’s hard

Mama Robbins Series

It was a moment of time that felt like yesterday. My youngest daughter was learning how to crawl for the very first time. The joy I felt for her as she met yet another milestone. These are the moments we wish to remember forever. But then….the inevitable happens. They grow up, move out….so we hope…and have children of their own. I remember thinking….I “wished” I had taken in more of those moments when they were smaller. Maybe how I should have passed up those extra work hours to come home and spend time with my kids. I remember all those times my kids said, “Look at me mommy”, but kept saying, “just a minute”. As time goes by in the moment it feels like forever, but when we look back we wished it was forever. Why am I writing about this? I’m telling you this because I regret not spending more time with my two daughters when they were younger. It has only been over the last year I have really re-evaluated what my time is really “worth” and who I shall give it to.

Now, as I just had my third child, I reflect back on those moments with my two girls and know this time will be different. I will embrace all those moments I struggled with to the best of my ability and all the moments I should have been more present. What moments are those?

Things I Will Embrace…

  • Those late nights the baby won’t go to sleep. The ones where it’s their usual bedtime and they won’t go to sleep. You shhhh them, rock them, feed them, change them, walk with them, re-feed them, re-shh them and NOTHING WORKS. It’s 2am and they still won’t go to bed and you have to work at 6am the next day. Heaven forbid you put them down… they freak out and you need to pick them up again. Those nights you want to break down and cry because it’s so hard and your exhausted. As for my daughters, they keep getting out of bed and ask for one more glass of water, they still need to pee, or they just want you to sit with them in the room. Now…you can think back to the moments you once struggled and remember…this is temporary. Plus, once you do get them to sleep, you get moments like these (this picture is priceless). There will come a day where they won’t need me to help them sleep and that will be the day I will wish I could turn back time.
  • The days they just won’t stop crying. You’ve tried everything and they just keep crying. They scream as loud as their little bodies can handle for hours…and hours…and hours. You try everything Google says you should. Everything all other parents suggest and they just won’t stop. You look it up online and they call it “Witching Hour”. Who the heck came up with “Witching HOUR“??? It’s more like “Witching DAYS” as it seems to be non stop for what feels like weeks on end! Your heart hurts for them as there is nothing you can do to make them calm down. You get so frustrated that they won’t stop and you feel like you just need a break. But then I think back to the moments I once struggled and remember…this is temporary. There will come a day where the crying won’t be full-time. They may only come to me in need of a broken heart or a rough patch in their lives, but these to will become limited. It will be that moment I wish I could turn back time.
You just have to accept the crying and sooth the best you can. Try not to let it get to you.
  • The days my kids want me to be with them. There were so many times my girls wanted me to go to the park on a nice day, but I was “too tired”. They wanted me to draw, but I “wasn’t in the mood”. They wanted to help me with chores, but I wanted it “done quicker”. They wanted me to watch a show with them, but “I had cleaning to do”. The nights they wanted me to read them stories or tickle their back, but I had “the next day to get ready for”. I think back to the moments I once missed when they were younger and remember…this too is temporary. There will be a day they no longer as me to spend as much time with them. It will be that moment I wish I could turn back time.
  • The “special days” I may miss from work. Most parents eventually have school-aged children that have recitals, Christmas concerts, field trips and other activities that are conveniently placed during a normal workday. The days I said, “Sorry hunny, mommy has to work” came all too natural when they would ask for me to go. But then I remember all the memories I’ve already lost and I remember…this too is temporary. Jobs come and go…my memories of my children will last a lifetime. So now, I do everything possible to ensure I don’t miss these special moments because there will come a time they no longer have these “special days” and that will be a moment I wish I could turn back time.
She had a field trip this day. We went to restaurant for lunch after!

Crazy thing….these are only a few things I feel we take for granted in the moments of raising our children. My kids are still very young, which means I have YEARS to ensure I take advantage of every moment I can with them. Of course, there are still going to be days I need to say no, days I will just wish the crying will end, the tantrums will stop, the time I just want to be alone; but in the end my kids will never remember the clean house I had, the laundry that was done, or the work I accomplished. The only thing they will remember is the QUALITY TIME I spent with them. Just remember… this is ALL TEMPORARY. There will come a day where they don’t need you as much, your home will be empty, and you will think back and remember you wish you could turn back time. So enjoy them while you can, because they won’t be kids forever.

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Sincerely,

Mama Robbins